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I have been Alpha Maxwell's partner for many years and have been pregnant five times, but I still don't have a female wolf cub.
Until this time, Maxwell grabbed my neck and threatened me:
"If the test results show that it is still a female wolf cub, then you will never have another child in your life."
He tied me to the cold operating table with a bloody knife in his hand.
"If you can't give birth, find someone else."

The Alpha's Cruel Pursuit of an Heir

I dedicated countless hours to perfecting my archery skills. Despite seeing improvement with each practice session, I couldn't shake the feeling that I still fell short of Sophia's expertise.


The next day would bring our confrontation—a contest to determine the future Luna. So, even as night fell, I continued my relentless training.


Out of nowhere, Sophia appeared, her face unconcealed and wearing her signature smug expression.


"Still practicing, Luna Evelyn?" She jeered, her words laced with derision. "Isn't this a futile effort? You might as well get some rest—defeat is inevitable."


Without warning, she grabbed my bow and arrow, effortlessly firing a shot that struck the center of the target.


I tensed momentarily, caught off guard, but quickly regained my composure.


Chapter 11